Return of Mount Hua Sect

The word opportunity doesn't really go together. Rather, the author is a demon who steals the opportunity of his opponent, plays tricks on him, and drives him into that deep abyss.

But who can stand by the word "opportunity."

Those in front of him had no choice but to listen to Jang Il-so.

The wind lightly disturbed Jang Il-so's neat hair. White fingers lightly swept up the hair that had fallen.

His mouth slowly began to open again.

"Isn't it touching?”

Jang Il-so's eyes slowly turned to the back. Although it is clear that it will not be seen by the high-rise black dragon boat, it is as if it will clearly tell what he is talking about.

As soon as his gaze reached Maehwa Island, some of Shaolin flinched and shivered. Still can't look directly at you.

Jang Il-so, who turned his eyes back to Shaolin, nodded admirably and continued.

"Life is precious to everyone. But they say they're going to give up my life. For consultation and honor!"

A soft grin flowed down the river.

It was a real mystery. That's the only thing I said, so that should definitely be ridiculed, but there was definitely a lot of admiration in that tone. So the Shaolin listening must be confused.

"The palace proved it. The consultation they were crying about is not just words."

I thought I knew what it meant to be sucked into a horse. Every word of Jang Il-so captivated them.

But…….

"Shut that mouth!"

It seems that the court could not listen to Jang Il-so's words. He broke off Jang Il-so by making a big lion roar. But there was a sense of urgency after the lion, which was obviously supposed to be heroic.

If you don't stop Jang Ilso's mouth right now, it's going to be a big trouble.

"You're a unique demon! Shaolin's disciples should not be misled by the author's words. Mind your own business!"

At that remark, Shaolin's disciples looked at the court.

What the hell did Jang Il-so say that he's misleading them?

"You don't understand."

"This……."

"I would have told you. I'm just trying to give you a chance.”

When Jang Il-so smiled quietly, the face of the legal community standing next to the court was severely distorted. That abominable smile brought back the memory of that day three years ago.

"What kind of opportunity would you give us?"

"Law world!"

The court urgently tried to shut up the legal world, but there was no way to reverse what was said once.

Then, Jang Il-so's red lips widened to the fullest as if he had been waiting for the words to come out.

"Your consultation...…the opportunity to prove it."

Blood stood in the eyes of the court.

"This……."

As if he couldn't hide his anger, a clear tendon appeared on his neck.

However, Jang Il-so smiled as if he was having so much fun.

"Hahahaha! Why are you so angry, Ambassador?”

Then he stretched his arms wide and pointed back with an exaggerated gesture.

"Here it is."

“…….”

"I'll kill the Sama!"

The hem of his clothes fluttered as if dancing.

"Save the people! Those who risked their lives to protect the agreement are right there! It's right in front of you!"

It was uncomfortable because of its exaggerated tone as if it were a skit, but I couldn't take my eyes off it. The Shaolin monks also held their breath as his arm slowly went down.Jang Il-so slowly started to lower the mood that he had raised at once. My eyebrows softened sadly.

"But unfortunately……they're dying now."

Red lips leaked a deep sigh.

"Those with deep injuries won't last long. We will run out of energy, surrounded by a group of evil enemies, and follow one by one. No matter how great heroes they are, if they are isolated on an island without grain, it would be obvious."

The court clutches the edge of victory. The end of the dress was reconciled with powder because of the history, but the court was busy staring at Jang Il-so as if to kill him without even knowing the fact.

"But fortunately…….”

At that time, Jang Il-so's transparent gaze swept all of Shaolin's eyes.

"There are heroes here who can save them.”

Whoops!

The sound of Jang Il-so's fingers splashing immediately ventilated the atmosphere.

"It's not hard. Yeah, it's not that hard."

“…….”

"It's the job of the association to save the people in crisis, right? Right?"

Shaolin's everyone chewed on his lips. It was only then that Jang Il-so understood what he was going to say.

"Of course, of course! There are obstacles. The wicked Sapa are blocking the way! But…… it doesn't matter much, does it? That Namgoong Sega proved my agreement with his life, and you're not going to say the world's Shaolin can't do it, are you?"

"It's a day……."

It's ack.

Jang Il-so splashed his finger once again before the court even brought it up.

"I'll give you a chance."

The court would rather shut its ears.

That demon digs into a man's heart. It seems to instinctively know what the weakest part of the human mind is. It seemed to dig into the weakest spot, rub the wound, sprinkle salt, and squeeze it with its feet.

"When the sun rises on the fifth day from now, we enter that island again."

A slightly sweet voice came out of Jang Il-so's mouth.

"I'm sure everyone will die then…"… without leaving a single one behind. All those who have the name of the Southern Palace."

The fingertips of the court trembled.

"So, you have to decide before five days are over. Whether to watch them die in our hands or fight us to open the way and save them."

"Later or later!"

Once again, a huge roar burst out of the court's mouth.

"How can a human being do that? How dare you wear a man's mask...….”

It was certainly a legitimate outrage.

It is clear that human beings cannot take hundreds of lives and bring another victim into ant hell, leaving the court's track record aside.

However, Jang Il-so tilted his head as if he did not understand what the court said.

"Is that for me, line?"

"You wicked bastard! Who else is there if it's not you!"

"Oh, I'm...….”

Jang Il-so openly laughed.

"I thought the ambassador was talking to himself."

The court bit his lips to the point of bleeding.

"You know what? You were watching. I saw them biting and trampling on my feet by the men of the channel with their eyes.”

Jang Il-so's eyes glared at all of Shaolin's eyes.It was really weird. Jang Il-so is the evil of the Sapa, and these who stand here are the associates of the factions who protect the world from the Sapa. However, no one here could face the brutal Sapa's subversions directly.

It's not the only thing that distracts them. It was the conscience that existed in their hearts. Jang Il-so is the one who touched that conscience.

"How can you wear a human mask and leave it alone? Huh? Not anywhere else, but you mean to defend the middle ground's agreement? Oh, my God."

"Inno ooh ooh ooh ooh!"

The court burst into anger. If the distance was close, he would kill Jang Il-so with a single blow.

Unfortunately, however, there was a river between him and Jang Il-so, and all the court could do now was to vent its anger meaninglessly.

"Hahahaha!"

Jang Il-so laughed like a child as if the court's response was so pleasant.

"Why are you angry, Ambassador? Isn't it something to be glad about? No matter how much you have an aversion to that heart, if you don't get a chance to prove it, you can't be a cooperative."

The word seems to be asking backwards.

I've been talking about keeping the agreement, but I'm wondering if you can really risk your lives for it. You've already stopped walking because you don't want to waste your life.

I want to close my eyes.

I want to cover my ears.

Shaolin's all realized. No matter how different they act from now on, the act itself does not disappear while watching Namgung, who has fallen into absolute despair.

They've already lost the deal they've been discussing so far.

Why did he stop? Because the court ordered it?

That can't be true.

In fact, I was afraid. Throwing my life for someone. Even though it had been taken for granted, the first time they had a chance to do so was the desire not to die.

The court was merely giving them a justification. Justification to stop and put the blame on others.

"Oh, Amitabha Buddha."

"Amitabha Buddha."

Dislikes have leaked everywhere. That much, it meant that their inner thoughts were shaking.

The truth they wanted to turn a blind eye to, Jang Il-so, seemed to be taken out, and carved into their flesh, bones, and hearts.

"So prove it to your heart's content."

Jang Il-so's lips opened and white teeth were revealed.

"Are you sure you can put everything on the line for consultation, as you've always called out?"

"Gain……."

"Or are you just a hypocrite who has benefited in the name of the consultation?"

Jang Il-so tapped her lips with her fingernails for a moment.

"With a... great life.”

“…….”

"I'll be a match for Jang Il-so and Sapae-ryeon."

Jang Il-so hit the last wedge.

"Don't forget, five days. That'll be enough time to think about it. Thank you very much for my mercy, Ambassador! Hahaha!"

After he finished talking, he turned around, flying a red gun, as if he had no regard for Shaolin. I didn't miss a point.

No one caught him until the figure slowly disappeared into the Black Dragonfly.

No one has proved his agreement against him.

He clenched his teeth and stared at the river with his bloody eyes."……Amitabul."

Disgusting disapproval comes out of the court's mouth.

A black dragon ship that blocked them and a fleet of sapaeryeon that was tightly packed. And the plum blossoms that existed beyond that. The court, which contained the rarely visible inspectors of the Namgung Palace, closed its eyes.

"Amitabha Buddha……."

I shouldn't have listened to it. It was necessary to know that it was too late from the time the demon began to whisper in his ear.

I was too scared to look back. It was hard to confirm because I was afraid of what the disciples in the back would look like.

'This is...'

The court wrapped its face in one hand, stunned.

'This is hell.'

Where the devil exists. That place will soon be hell.